of four stages, three i have come
not yet being of two score years
in the journey of my life song
this is the sorest of them all
first of fear and much trembling
i beheld Him as a judge
fire at my backside waiting
i implored Him for my safety
i listened, learned, and sat
soaking in the knowledge given
'till I asked My own deep questions of the burning
and found desire in myself to know him more
drawing time of inward focused seeking
emotions in the rolling of My ego reeked
fingers, pride in good deduction
showed their eager tendrils spreading
soon were pruned by those still watching
caring for my inner seeking
second stage of mortal meaning
for the waning of the magic thinking
tugs of Mortal feelings,
third stage of spiritual seeking,
ground me of my lighter musings
set me straight on path of contemplation
of darkened consciousness, the possible nothingness
of my eventual demise
yet, in it all i see
what i saw when i was young
and have begun to see again
none is in control except the heart that is within
and where it goes
when fourth stage of this journey ends
and shows me, maybe not, where it begins
is Faith in things we cannot see at all